I write a lot. Sometimes it gets weird.

Massage

[AUDIO NOTE: I performed this piece this past weekend at Anna David’s True Tales of Lust and Love (also starring Melissa Villasenor, Morgan Walsh, and Claire Titelman.) I highly recommend listening to this tale in all its mortifying glory — it’s better with the sound of an audience screech-laughing in horror. Here’s the link to … [Read more…]

I have had a rough time lately. Consequently, my shoulders have been resting pretty much at my earlobes twenty-four seven. So on my way home today, I decided to treat myself to a massage. It turned out to be more than the soothing Swedish touch I was expecting. Shortly after it began I did that … [Read more…]

veruca salt ain’t got nothing on me. There is a knot in my back. Right by my shoulder blade. I really, really, really need a massage therapist. Sometimes I take a look around at my friends and realize that I’m missing some important people in my life. Some of my friends are just standing around … [Read more…]

not like it isn’t my fault, really. So I’m worried. About a few things. I’m worried that I’m not the right person to show people Austin. I’ve got about four days left to become a cool Austin person before stee gets here and I’m supposed to be the one to show him how cool this … [Read more…]